Harrisburg Echoes-3 excerpts

Harrisburg Echoes  Three Excerpts

 

During the early 1990’s my wife and I spent a bit of time visiting her mother, Willa Bronstein, in Harrisburg, Pa.  Her mother, Willa Bronstein, was slowly dying from an untreated cancer.  She had told everyone she was seeing a Doctor but, like the Indian Creek Chicken House, this had been the truth at a certain time.

Harrisburg, Pa., like many state capitol cities goes from trash strewn lotdom to renaissance on a regular basis.

These, then, three excerpts from the 16 ? page Harrisburg Echoes, the full to be transposed whenever found in the floating echoes of the basement.

 

Note; extensive changes in the first and third excerpts at this revisement

Read in the November 05 reversion

 

For Willa Bronstein and Harrisburg, Pa.

 

 

 

 

Harrisburg Echoes

Excerpt #1

 

Nothing or noone

Nothing

Nothing

or

No one

No one

No one

Is ever really e ver really

Where you left them.

No thing

is ever really

             really

where you left

it.

 

Nothing or noone is

You can’t touch memories

can’t eat them

drink them

touch them-

can’t cover your shivers

on a wind some street

with

them

they are not old yard

                               card

                               board

blankets

Memories demand you hold them,

insistent

Like kittens

 

Harrisburg Echoes

Excerpt # 2

 

Willa wanted us to go to

The Italian Creek Chicken House

a restaurant

we could not go to

in a state of now

we could not go to now

now that it is 1994 and not 1979

we do not have the car

that could get us thre

in a state of now

 

My future wife’s mother

wanted us to drive to

a Restaurant

where weeds now grow

where weeds now grow

 

The only thing worth saying

was that Bob was new in town

and we would never find it

and we would never find it

This was true, now,

and always would be

 

 

Harrisburg Echoes

Excerpt # 3

 

The Trains were still Great then

the times were still huge

there were some years left

before nineteen fifty

 

It still meant something

to be a Train Man

to live at the Alva

to live at the Alba

come in town

find a bottle

and a woman

find a battle

and a woman

find a real meal

not just

train

food

find a woman a battle and a bottle

and only mean the promises

made to the bottle…..

 

figure if some man

walked alone, then

it was only ‘cause he

wanted to

 

and nobody else’s business

 

Bob Small revised 5-27-13

11-17-05 original 10-30-94 on a word processor

About bobsmall1

Bob Small has read at Bacchanal, Barnes and Noble, Borders, The Booksource (Swarthmore), The Clark Park Festivals,Community College of Philadelphia Highwire Gallery, The Mad Poets Annual Food Fest Reading, The Middle East Restaurant, Nexus GalleryThe Painted Bride Arts Center, The Philadelphia Ethical Society, Robin's Bookstore The University of Pennsylvania and also in New York City, Trenton, NJ, Washington, DC, and in many Delaware Valley Venues. He is the author of numerous chapbooks, including El Otro Lado (with Maralyn Lois Polak), On watching America Die, Small Steps and Toes (with Lamont B. Steptoe), and The Unapoet. This is his first Reading in over a year. Bob Small was Founder and President of the two decades old Poets and Prophets, which presented Poetry Readings in both Delaware County and Philadelphia. Bob was the Chair of The Delaware County Green Party and was the First Green Party Candidate in Delaware County (2005). He was also a Green Party National Delegate, among other duties. He is the Founder and Facilitator of The Pennsylvania Ballot Access Coalition (PaBac), which is a Coalition of both Independents and Third Parties., seeking to legislatively improve Pennsylvania's Ballot Access Laws. (Facebook) Bob is also a founding member and Facilitator of Democracy Unplugged, and Delco Debates, which has presented Independent and Third Party Forums in Delaware County since 2004. Facebook) He was formerly involved with Cinema Resistance, and Delco Pledge of Resistance. Bob currently lives in Swarthmore with his wife and their menagerie of animals. He is currently focused on writing a Novel and organizing his Poetry, which he posts on his Blog (Bob Small1). He is retired from most of the above activities, except Delco Debates and Poets and Prophets, which he may return to.
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